Category Archives: Travel

Forget the Insta-appeal, go discover the world

By David  Light

Novelist Gustave Flaubert’s musings on travel, for me, epitomise why casting your gaze on new horizons is vital. In his 1849 memoir detailing a classical sojourn in Egypt*, the French author penned the inspired line: “Travelling makes one modest — you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.” ‘Here, here’. If witnessing the majesty of the Himalayas, attempting to process the natural azure of a Pacific atoll, or fathoming the ancient achievements of Petra’s fourth century BC Nabatean civilisation doesn’t give you a kick in the humbles, nothing shall.

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Don’t shoot! New York had its safest weekend in 25 years

By Nivriti Butalia

No shootings took place last weekend in New York, a  city of 8.6 million people. That’s because I was in the city, I thought, deluding myself as a mascot of peace. I don’t know why it should matter to me, but I like that the place was the safest it’s been in 25 years (according to CNN) the weekend that I was in town. I see myself harping on this fact.

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A millennial travelled to 196 countries and set a record

By Keith Pereña

It’s a running joke. Millennials are poorer than the generation before them, Gen-X. According to a Financial Times report, every generation — has enjoyed a higher quality of life than its predecessor. From the Baby Boomers (1946-1965), to Gen-X (1966-1980) life kept improving. But the report shows that millennials – who are in their 20s and 30s have incomes barely higher than what their parents earned at the same age.

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What a delight it is to be seated next to a screaming child, no?

By Sushmita Bose

I’ve been told that young children should be hugged and kissed as often as possible — they grow up more secure that way. Fair enough. But the other day, when I was standing in a long-winded check-in queue at the airport, and a man suddenly decided to indulge his toddler son by babytalking and cuddling him, and (resultantly) halting the line to a standstill, I couldn’t help wondering what the hell was going on? I mean, cuddle as much as you can (or want) — but surely after the check-in is done? Because while everyone is waiting (im)patiently and watching this form of PDA being played out, they are not getting any younger. Continue reading What a delight it is to be seated next to a screaming child, no?